Like a unicorn in captivity,
I must settle down to this way
of existence for a moment.
No longer free to roam,
outside of my own domain,
nor, wander about in this world.
Explore the confines of silence,
rest in G-d’s protective shadow,
accept my limitations.
In the Garden of Eden,
the fruit from the Tree of Knowledge
was explicitly forbidden.
while sheltering in G-d’s Presence,
I can make recompense
for my transgressions.
And, be content, here,
as Dovid HaMelech was,
like a weaned child.
Silent, lonely solitude,
darkens my feelings,
enlightens my mind.
No other truce
between the world and I
has existed, until this time.
The duration of my sojourning,
stationary in my domicile,
will persist, as I become accustomed
to the quietude that surrounds me.
As my thoughts settle, and my heart is calm,
I gravitate to the understanding
that a lifetime spent in hectic embrace
with the world is an allotment
not worth nearly as much as
searching the empty spaces,
between revelation and mundanity,
my inbreath and my outbreath,
past experiences and current news.
Within the confines, of my place of shelter,
even here, I seek refuge – in higher ground.
I look to the mountains envisioned,
in my heart, where G-d resides.
I climb the daily trek, upwards,
in flight like a wretch at times.
Yet, always returning to the center,
wherein He may be found.
The soul is nourished, I am ready
to begin another climb tomorrow.